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TO: Brammers@techhaven.doy.pl
SUBJECT: Doing well, have a request.
Dear Mr. Brammers,
I’m sure you’ve been informed on the cause of my disappearance, however I wish to inform you of my well-being at this point.
I’ve been helped greatly by some admirable people, the city administration and protopharm used every means at their disposal to help me remember.
I guess I’ll have to explain that bit, you see, I was abducted by the Black Dragon a few days ago, I don’t remember all the details as they unfortunately couldn’t restore all of my memories. But I remember flashbacks from their disco in the outzone, which we all know is used a lot for questioning.
I’m sorry to tell you that I don’t know their reason for it, or if they gotten any valuable information out of me, possibly it has something to do with the cult that is harassing our home for quite some time now. What we do know for sure is that they used an experimental drug, with which they tried to remove my memories of the past.
I’m happy to inform you though, that all is fine with me and that after the disbanding of The gib Rippers, I’d like to return to work for you.
I believe I can be a viable asset to your section 2 crew, and I hope that with your help, we’ll be able to disband the cult, make them understand its all about lies. And if they won’t listen, well, we’ll just have to banish them from the face of the planet.
With best regards and yours faithfully,
Harold ‘HusK’ Marshall
P.S. I hope you will inform both the science council and active council of my well-being and of what has happened.
P.P.S. Mr. Parker sends his regards, he’s been a great help to me since I recovered and will drive me back to tech haven as soon as possible.
Husk stood up from behind the desk as he pressed the send button.
He was still in the same room where he awoke last time, the strange terminals at the back where to monitor his condition, rather unnecessary he thought, as he was already in perfect condition.
His hair was now blue and a bit shorter, the doc had to cut it cause the machine was having trouble compensating its electric shocks.
He was also told his original blond colour might not come back for quite some time, a side affect from the electric shocks.
Husk?
Yes Mr. Parker?
I think its time for you to return, something strange is up with the cult lately, I think their planning something, we might need your help.
Good, I’ve been hoping to stretch my legs, get back into action and all.
A security guard saluted as they exited the lab, an elevator down the hall then returned them to the surface where the blue lights slowly got replaced by a more attractive yellow.
They exited in the viarosso district.
We’ll have to visit the Tangent Hq for a minute, they need to update their genrep data spread all over the world, or it might create an undesirable conflict.
Hmmz, Tangent. Husk shook his head madly as he entered the building of their biggest competition.
Upstairs a man asked him to put his hand on the t.u.c. Short for transport update controller, which was basically a larger version of the standard computer terminal, with some extra functionality for those with clearance.
It will take some time for us to make the necessary changes the man told them as he looked in a rather unusual way towards them.
Not to worry, we’re going by car for now, I’ll make sure he gets home safely.
Several hours later they arrived at the back entrance of tech haven.
Thanks for the ride Mr. Parker, and thanks for everything infact.
Not to worry, it was my pleasure really, you just make sure you’ll be allright. Watch out for the cult, they might have heard about the happenings, the brainwashing in particular and try make you believe you where one of them or something, you never know with their tricks.
Right, Husk yelled as the car drove away' I’ll make sure to remember that!
Walking up the ramp, he looked around him.
*sigh*
Tech haven… there’s no place like home.